Chapter 35: Qingshan Seal

Putting away the notice in his hand, He Song looked at Wei Fan who was also frowning.

Just now, the cultivators of the Xianfang Law Enforcement Team sent a notice. The two of them checked it together and saw the rows of bloody death words.

These days, although He Song and Wei Fan did not go out, they were both cultivators who had many friends.

Therefore, although they had not been out, they had also obtained a lot of news about the outside world from other people.

Now they are quite familiar with the situation in the outside world.

Know what happened in the outside world.

"Sure enough, as long as Master Chengshan left, the Xianfang immediately became chaotic." Sitting at the table, Wei Fan sighed, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He has many friends. In addition to the small circle of He Song and Meng Guan, there are some other friends.

These friends include casual cultivators and Xianfang cultivators, but they all have one thing in common.

They all live in Zhushan Xianfang and have contact with him, the deacon of Lingjian Pavilion.

Now Zhushan Xianfang is in chaos.

I don't know if these friends of mine can survive.

Thinking of this, the complex color in Wei Fan's eyes quickly dissipated, and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

His ability is limited, and he can only protect the people who are closest to him. As for other friends, he has never reminded them from beginning to end.

He didn't even think about reminding them when they were safe, not to mention that the Immortal Square is already in chaos now.

What's the point of thinking about these here now?

Wei Fan quickly put this idea aside.

Like He Song, he is not a saint who can stick his back to a stranger.

He will only choose to protect his closest friends when he has the ability and it will not affect himself.

For example, He Song and Meng Guan.

The reason why the three of them can form a small circle in a very short time is also due to this reason.

He Song, Meng Guan, Wei Fan, the three of them are not compassionate monks. Only when they have the ability and it will not affect themselves, will they free up their hands to help the people closest to them.

Perhaps because they have similar tastes, the three of them get along very well.

As for other people, what does it have to do with him, Wei Fan?

"Evil cultivators are rampant. We'd better not go out recently. Wait until Chengshan Zhenren returns, or Houtu Sect sends a new foundation-building Zhenren to this place." He Song frowned and spoke after thinking.

He didn't know what Wei Fan was thinking at the moment.

He just wanted to make the two of them safer as much as possible, so he proposed this idea.

Faced with He Song's caution, Wei Fan had no objection.

Therefore, although the two saw the announcement, they did not go out to check anything.

Instead, they continued to stay at home and wait quietly like the previous few days.

The fifth day.

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

Last night, many of the casual cultivators living outside the Immortal Square heard the fierce fighting.

The sound of the cultivators controlling the magic weapon to attack.

The spiritual power fluctuations when the cultivators cast spells.

The angry shouts from time to time when the cultivators fought.

As well as some strange noises, strange laughter, and a cold breath mixed together, making countless low-level casual cultivators tremble in their homes.

Only some skilled and courageous cultivators dared to go out of the house to check.

Of course, it is unknown whether these cultivators who went out to check were going out to check or taking the opportunity to rob.

Most of these cultivators who walked out of the house did not come back.

When the sky gradually brightened.

Only then did the low-level cultivators dare to open the door and walk out of their rooms.

However, soon, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

On the street.

Corpses were lying in all directions, including members of the law enforcement team and those in black clothes and masks.

But more of them were ordinary casual cultivators who walked out of the house.

It was not until noon that the law enforcement team took away the bodies of the law enforcement team members. As for the other bodies, no one dared to move.

Day 6.

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

Last night.

There was no fierce fighting outside the Immortal Square.

But the oppressive atmosphere has made the cultivators living outside the Xianfang panic.

Some people wanted to escape, but soon his body was found on the roadside.

Some people wanted to hide, but where could they hide in the Xianfang?

Some people wanted to enter the inner circle of the Xianfang, but there were no houses for living, so they were soon driven back by the law enforcement team.

However, well-informed people already knew that the outer circle of the Xianfang had been abandoned by the law enforcement team.

After experiencing a fierce battle the night before, the law enforcement team suffered heavy losses and had to retreat to the inner circle of the Xianfang.

It can be said that.

The outer circle of the Xianfang is now completely defenseless.

The scattered cultivators living there, and even the people inside the Xianfang, can only leave it to fate and pray that the evil cultivators will not target them.

The entire outer circle of the Xianfang was completely abandoned.

The seventh day.

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

Last night, the law enforcement team retreated to the inner circle and fought against the evil cultivators again.

The law enforcement team suffered heavy casualties, but because they were defending the inner circle, some of the late Qi training cultivators living in the inner circle helped and successfully repelled the evil cultivators.

When the evil cultivators retreated, no news came from the outer area of ​​the Immortal House.

He Song and Wei Fan lived in the small courtyard and had completely lost contact with the outer area of ​​the Immortal House.

The fate of those cultivators living outside the Immortal Square can be imagined.

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The eighth day.

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

And they kept an eye on the situation outside.

After two battles with the evil cultivators, the law enforcement team had suffered extremely serious casualties.

According to the offensive of the evil cultivators, if there was another battle, the late-stage Qi training cultivators in the inner circle of the Immortal Square would not help, and the defense line would probably be quickly broken.

However, He Song and Wei Fan waited for a day, but there was no sound from the outside world for a long time.

It was as if the entire Immortal Square had become a dead city.

It was so quiet that it was scary.

Until

"Rat! You are looking for death!" A roar came into the ears of He Song and the others from the distant sky.

He Song and Wei Fan were stunned when they heard the words, and hurried to the window to look into the distance.

For a while, cultivators in each building looked out.

In the distance.

In the sky.

Chengshan Zhenren, who was wearing a khaki robe, looked at the dilapidated Xianfang in front of him with a sullen face, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out.

He was ordered to guard Zhushan Xianfang.

But a few days ago, the Chiling Gold Mine sent a distress signal, and he had to leave temporarily.

But he didn't expect that he had only been away for a few days, and the originally prosperous Zhushan Xianfang had become what it is now!

As a guard, he naturally couldn't escape the responsibility.

At this moment, all the hard work was wasted, and anyone would be anxious.

Then, He Song knew why Chengshan Zhenren was called Chengshan Zhenren.

Under the gaze of countless cultivators.

Chengshan Zhenren waved his hand, and a miniature mountain flew out of his hand.

Qingshan Seal!